Recruit

Watching eyes draining life through such sounds that carry throughout, melting ideas and words with the notes to further mesmerize what to feel inside at the time, open energies pulling and pushing, skull dancers drinking themselves till they understand an empty mind that collides with a knife to carve out symbols in the sky another life laughing at the disaster that fallows a fool walking alone awaiting a guide, taking a ride with the night to find some sight that blurs, distractions, mental battles inside a distorted mind trying to absorb what may reflect what was left behind at a earlier time, another life, without patterns that drag a fool further below the surface to drown in ideas that could save another slave from the life freely given away to share or recline, could be so simple, just to laugh at the fool, such passion to be missed and the sounds of another relating what the sea may hold for something to be true or just within and traveling around, energies ….